Managed to accomplish a few things this morning, like enjoying breakfast with the Eldest at Sunny Side Cafe on Solano Ave in Albany (California, not New York) and unpacked suitcases. The still clean laundry went directly in the drawers; the craft supplies and plaques went up to my studio while the cross stitch returned to its home in my corner of the living room.
Then there was the small matter of the glasses which landed under someone’s foot on whip. I don’t know why I should have been surprised that Len’s Crafters no longer carried that particular frame.The nice Kevin had called all the stores in the area before verifying that there were no options on the old frames. Of course, they then recommended new glasses but were willing to bend these back into approximate shape. They look better, but not perfect. I’m not interested in paying that much to replace what are really my back up pair and can deal with a bit of warp.
George’s flight was on time. He was slightly more successful in limiting his immigration line standing. After picking him up at BART we headed home for a short nap. Said nap lasted a bit longer than planned. I woke just short of midnight. I was supposed to have picked Alex up from work ~1800. Since I just heard his voice, he obviously made it home safely. I think I am going to just go back to sleep…..